Interrogation of the soul
As a child I often looked at the images from the life of Christ during mass. Above the altar a crucified Christ was hung and in the mid of last century a beautiful Stations of the Christ was painted on the walls of our church.
Back then I couldn’t suppress the sensation what it would feel like to be hanging at that cross, to endure those tortures, hearing the death sentence, being pure and feeling a hero. But also the sensation of how it would feel to speak out a death sentence, to nail someone to a cross.
What I’d like to achieve with my painted testimonies is that the spectator feels for or indentifies with the victim or the offender. To hear the spectator about his identity, his thinking and his behaviour.
